"November Rain and Lightning Crashes" 16
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November Rain and Lightning Crashes
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Road Trip, Day Eleven
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The next morning was, surprisingly, not as bad as Sue had expected it would be. She'd eventually fallen asleep - still in Dean's bed.
When she woke up, she was all curled around him. Great, she thought - he was probably gonna shove her right off the bed when he woke up. As if her thought then literally willed it...Dean woke up.
He blinked at her, and after a few seconds he cleared his throat. Then...he chuckled, "Uh...wow - awkward?"
Sue was so relieved that she would've vowed right then and there never to have sex with Dean again - it was a very fleeting thought, though.
"Could we maybe...get up?" Dean asked.
Sue slowly peeled herself away from him, and sat up. He followed her example. They sat like that, side by side, in an uncomfortable silence, for several seconds.
Dean scratched the back of his head. "Look, Sue....I..."
Oh boy. He'd called her Sue - not Chili. This was serious. Sue didn't really want to hear it, so she interrupted him.
"I know, okay? We're suppose to be...friends, now, right? And...friends don't...well..." she sighed, "...but I get it. It shouldn't have happened."
Dean gave her a slightly surprised look. "Yeah...that's...I mean, no - it's...I'm okay with last night. It's all good. I just...well, could we try doing it right, THIS time? Just friends? No...screwing around? Literally?"
Sue actually laughed. Dean could be such a goof sometimes. Then, a sudden thought struck her. "Okay - friends, huh?"
Dean nodded. "Yeah."
"Well...then I think we should - as friends - have a little...mission. Something we should do, together. To...y'know, make it official?"
The look Dean gave her, made her laugh out loud again. It looked like he thought she'd officially lost it. "Hear me out, at least?" She told him.
Dean raised his eyebrows, still looking skeptical, but he shrugged. "I'm almost afraid to ask, but...okay?"
Sue pursed her lips, watching Dean thoughtfully. She didn't know how he was going to take this. "Didn't you maybe wonder, last night, why Mary'd looked so pissed when we left that club? And...why I was so mad, when you'd told me that Sam was pretending, when he'd gotten so cosy with her?"
Dean frowned, considering it, "Yeah, now that you mention it. So...what's the deal? What's that got to do with..." he made a vague gesture, "...whatever's going on in that nutty little head of yours?"
"Well..." Sue began again, "...that's the the whole thing - Sam and Mary."
Now Dean looked thoroughly confused. "Huh? What about them?"
Sue rolled her eyes. "God, Dean - you can't be THAT thick. Mary - she loves Sam. She always has."
"Well of course she loves him."
"No - I mean she's IN LOVE with him. And I'm pretty sure..."
"Whoah, hold on," Dean interrupted her, looking a little ill, "are you saying...what I THINK you're saying?"
"If you think I'm saying that we have to get those two to hook up, then yes."
Dean shook his head vehemently, getting up from the bed. "No - no way. C'mon. They...they're like brother and sister. Mare's like...OUR little sister! That...no - it's just...wrong."
"What?!" Sue asked incredulously.
Dean just continued shaking his head. "Nuh-uh. I...I can't listen to this. I'm gonna go throw up now." He determinedly headed to the bathroom.
Sue threw up her hands in exasperation. Great. So much for a nice little project between friends.
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After not too long, Dean finally came out of the bathroom. He stood quietly for a few seconds. Sue just watched him expectantly.
He sighed, and sat down beside her on the bed once more. "Okay, so...I get it."
Sue raised her eyebrows. "Get what?"
Dean made a vague gesture. "The whole...Sam and Mare thing. I get why you want them to, y'know, get together."
"Oh? May I ask why the sudden change of heart?"
Dean shrugged. "Dunno, I just figure...they're both good kids, and they kinda already do love each other. I think they'll be...good, together."
"Well, hallelujah." Sue muttered.
"Look, I'm not saying it doesn't still...feel REALLY weird. I still see them as brother and sister. But...I guess, if it's something that'll make 'em both happy - especially Mare, 'cause anyone can see she's been everything BUT happy lately, well, then..." he shrugged.
"So, anyway," Dean went on, "what's the plan, exactly? You want us to try and get them to...y'know?" He still looked a little green around the gills at the prospect.
"Well eventually, yes - but first things first. I'm convinced that stupid little brother of yours..."
"Hey - watch it." Dean chirped in.
Sue merely rolled her eyes, not missing a beat. "I'm pretty sure that he has feelings for Mary, too - other than brotherly, that is."
Sue noticed the deeply thoughtful look Dean suddenly had on his face. "What?" She asked.
He shook his head. "Nothing, it's just...now that we're actually talking about it, and now that I really think about it...I can't believe I didn't notice it?"
"Well being oblivious clearly runs in the family, Dean - it's okay though, we forgive you."
Dean only looked offended for a moment. "Whatever. I think you're right 'bout Sammy, though - there's definitely something there. I was just a bit too...distracted to really pay attention, last night." He gave Sue a pointed look.
Sue attempted to look completely innocent. "What? I didn't do anything."
Dean spluttered, "Uh, yeah sure - apart from the fact that you'd wanted to give me a heart-attack with that slutty little get-up of yours, you mean?"
Sue punched him on the shoulder. "Ouch, dammit! You hit hard for such a skinny little runt."
"Off the subject, much - what're we gonna do 'bout that brother of yours?"
Dean seemed to think about it. "Leave it to me. I'll...think of something."
Sue groaned, "Oh God - this is gonna be a disaster."
Dean frowned in affront, as he got up from the bed, "Hey, he's my brother. Let me handle this. Now - lets go get breakfast. I'm freakin' starving."
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"So...you're not gonna talk to me, at all?"
Mary shrugged without looking at Sam, picking at her breakfast absent-mindedly.
Sam gave Dean, sitting opposite him, an incredulous look. Dean frowned, shaking his head. The meaning was clear - leave Mare alone. Drop it.
As usual, Sam didn't listen. "But...I wanna know why you were so pissed at me last night? Why you're clearly STILL pissed at me."
Mary whacked her hand against the table top, startling everyone. "How 'bout you ruined my night, when I was actually having some fun?" she stated angrily.
Sue nodded in agreement, giving Sam a rather pissed-off look herself.
He shook his head, looking a little irritated by now as well. "We had to get out of there, or things could've gotten ugly. Those guys were..." he began, but was again startled when Mary interjected vehemently.
"Oh, yeah - right. Cause God forbid ANY man actually noticing me!"
There was a moment's shocked silence around the table, before Sam opened his mouth to apologize. But it was too late. Mary shoved her barely eaten breakfast away, got up, and left.
Sam made the move to follow. "Don't even think about it, emo-boy," Sue warned him, "you're the last person in the world she needs right now." Sue got up to go after Mary herself. She gave Sam one last glare, shaking her head. "Clueless," she muttered.
Once Sue was gone, Sam looked at Dean, a thoroughly confused expression on his face.
Dean shrugged, and pointed at the door where Sue had just exited. "What she said," he mumbled through a mouthful of food.
"What?! What's that suppose to mean?"
Dean rolled his eyes, and swallowed what he was chewing. "If you can't figure it out with that Stanford brain of yours...then you're a lot more hopeless than I thought, little bro."
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TBC...
November Rain and Lightning Crashes
Continued from 15
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Road Trip, Day Eleven
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The next morning was, surprisingly, not as bad as Sue had expected it would be. She'd eventually fallen asleep - still in Dean's bed.
When she woke up, she was all curled around him. Great, she thought - he was probably gonna shove her right off the bed when he woke up. As if her thought then literally willed it...Dean woke up.
He blinked at her, and after a few seconds he cleared his throat. Then...he chuckled, "Uh...wow - awkward?"
Sue was so relieved that she would've vowed right then and there never to have sex with Dean again - it was a very fleeting thought, though.
"Could we maybe...get up?" Dean asked.
Sue slowly peeled herself away from him, and sat up. He followed her example. They sat like that, side by side, in an uncomfortable silence, for several seconds.
Dean scratched the back of his head. "Look, Sue....I..."
Oh boy. He'd called her Sue - not Chili. This was serious. Sue didn't really want to hear it, so she interrupted him.
"I know, okay? We're suppose to be...friends, now, right? And...friends don't...well..." she sighed, "...but I get it. It shouldn't have happened."
Dean gave her a slightly surprised look. "Yeah...that's...I mean, no - it's...I'm okay with last night. It's all good. I just...well, could we try doing it right, THIS time? Just friends? No...screwing around? Literally?"
Sue actually laughed. Dean could be such a goof sometimes. Then, a sudden thought struck her. "Okay - friends, huh?"
Dean nodded. "Yeah."
"Well...then I think we should - as friends - have a little...mission. Something we should do, together. To...y'know, make it official?"
The look Dean gave her, made her laugh out loud again. It looked like he thought she'd officially lost it. "Hear me out, at least?" She told him.
Dean raised his eyebrows, still looking skeptical, but he shrugged. "I'm almost afraid to ask, but...okay?"
Sue pursed her lips, watching Dean thoughtfully. She didn't know how he was going to take this. "Didn't you maybe wonder, last night, why Mary'd looked so pissed when we left that club? And...why I was so mad, when you'd told me that Sam was pretending, when he'd gotten so cosy with her?"
Dean frowned, considering it, "Yeah, now that you mention it. So...what's the deal? What's that got to do with..." he made a vague gesture, "...whatever's going on in that nutty little head of yours?"
"Well..." Sue began again, "...that's the the whole thing - Sam and Mary."
Now Dean looked thoroughly confused. "Huh? What about them?"
Sue rolled her eyes. "God, Dean - you can't be THAT thick. Mary - she loves Sam. She always has."
"Well of course she loves him."
"No - I mean she's IN LOVE with him. And I'm pretty sure..."
"Whoah, hold on," Dean interrupted her, looking a little ill, "are you saying...what I THINK you're saying?"
"If you think I'm saying that we have to get those two to hook up, then yes."
Dean shook his head vehemently, getting up from the bed. "No - no way. C'mon. They...they're like brother and sister. Mare's like...OUR little sister! That...no - it's just...wrong."
"What?!" Sue asked incredulously.
Dean just continued shaking his head. "Nuh-uh. I...I can't listen to this. I'm gonna go throw up now." He determinedly headed to the bathroom.
Sue threw up her hands in exasperation. Great. So much for a nice little project between friends.
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After not too long, Dean finally came out of the bathroom. He stood quietly for a few seconds. Sue just watched him expectantly.
He sighed, and sat down beside her on the bed once more. "Okay, so...I get it."
Sue raised her eyebrows. "Get what?"
Dean made a vague gesture. "The whole...Sam and Mare thing. I get why you want them to, y'know, get together."
"Oh? May I ask why the sudden change of heart?"
Dean shrugged. "Dunno, I just figure...they're both good kids, and they kinda already do love each other. I think they'll be...good, together."
"Well, hallelujah." Sue muttered.
"Look, I'm not saying it doesn't still...feel REALLY weird. I still see them as brother and sister. But...I guess, if it's something that'll make 'em both happy - especially Mare, 'cause anyone can see she's been everything BUT happy lately, well, then..." he shrugged.
"So, anyway," Dean went on, "what's the plan, exactly? You want us to try and get them to...y'know?" He still looked a little green around the gills at the prospect.
"Well eventually, yes - but first things first. I'm convinced that stupid little brother of yours..."
"Hey - watch it." Dean chirped in.
Sue merely rolled her eyes, not missing a beat. "I'm pretty sure that he has feelings for Mary, too - other than brotherly, that is."
Sue noticed the deeply thoughtful look Dean suddenly had on his face. "What?" She asked.
He shook his head. "Nothing, it's just...now that we're actually talking about it, and now that I really think about it...I can't believe I didn't notice it?"
"Well being oblivious clearly runs in the family, Dean - it's okay though, we forgive you."
Dean only looked offended for a moment. "Whatever. I think you're right 'bout Sammy, though - there's definitely something there. I was just a bit too...distracted to really pay attention, last night." He gave Sue a pointed look.
Sue attempted to look completely innocent. "What? I didn't do anything."
Dean spluttered, "Uh, yeah sure - apart from the fact that you'd wanted to give me a heart-attack with that slutty little get-up of yours, you mean?"
Sue punched him on the shoulder. "Ouch, dammit! You hit hard for such a skinny little runt."
"Off the subject, much - what're we gonna do 'bout that brother of yours?"
Dean seemed to think about it. "Leave it to me. I'll...think of something."
Sue groaned, "Oh God - this is gonna be a disaster."
Dean frowned in affront, as he got up from the bed, "Hey, he's my brother. Let me handle this. Now - lets go get breakfast. I'm freakin' starving."
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"So...you're not gonna talk to me, at all?"
Mary shrugged without looking at Sam, picking at her breakfast absent-mindedly.
Sam gave Dean, sitting opposite him, an incredulous look. Dean frowned, shaking his head. The meaning was clear - leave Mare alone. Drop it.
As usual, Sam didn't listen. "But...I wanna know why you were so pissed at me last night? Why you're clearly STILL pissed at me."
Mary whacked her hand against the table top, startling everyone. "How 'bout you ruined my night, when I was actually having some fun?" she stated angrily.
Sue nodded in agreement, giving Sam a rather pissed-off look herself.
He shook his head, looking a little irritated by now as well. "We had to get out of there, or things could've gotten ugly. Those guys were..." he began, but was again startled when Mary interjected vehemently.
"Oh, yeah - right. Cause God forbid ANY man actually noticing me!"
There was a moment's shocked silence around the table, before Sam opened his mouth to apologize. But it was too late. Mary shoved her barely eaten breakfast away, got up, and left.
Sam made the move to follow. "Don't even think about it, emo-boy," Sue warned him, "you're the last person in the world she needs right now." Sue got up to go after Mary herself. She gave Sam one last glare, shaking her head. "Clueless," she muttered.
Once Sue was gone, Sam looked at Dean, a thoroughly confused expression on his face.
Dean shrugged, and pointed at the door where Sue had just exited. "What she said," he mumbled through a mouthful of food.
"What?! What's that suppose to mean?"
Dean rolled his eyes, and swallowed what he was chewing. "If you can't figure it out with that Stanford brain of yours...then you're a lot more hopeless than I thought, little bro."
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TBC...